Not-So Royal Rumble

So I had a bit of time to kill, and decided it would be nice to spend it with a cold beer or two in the presence of some friendly young women wearing very little clothing. I've always fared well at Venus, which may not have the hottest dancers in the city, but they almost always make up for it with attitude and friendliness. They do also have a few stunners in there from time to time, which is nice. I particularly enjoy the tiny twins I've seen in there a few times, whose matching bodies are simply incredible. I typically visit in the late afternoon/early evening, and this time was no different as I pulled into the parking lot just before 6PM. I was not prepared for what came next.

I stepped inside from the sunny outdoors, and before my eyes could fully adjust to the darkness, I was greeted by women screaming and yelling at each other. As I surveyed the chaos, I noticed tampons and various other purse-related debris strewn across the floor along the length of the bar. Apparently there was a disagreement between a few dancers regarding a missing phone, resulting in the dumping of a handbag. At least two men sat at the end of the bar drinking their beverages and watching the drama unfold.

As I prepared myself to turn around and walk right back out, one of the dancers, who seemed to be the alleged perpetrator of whatever heinous crime had potentially taken place, walked away from her boisterous accuser, and right toward me. She grabbed my arm, and said, "Let's go do a dance," and attempted to gently pull me to the not-so-private dance area. I politely declined, noting that I had just walked in and hadn't even ordered a drink yet. I didn't think I needed to mention the screaming and yelling, which don't do much to get me aroused.